London Irish

'At seventy-two, men are apt to behave oddly, especially where pretty blonde secretaries are concerned..'Among the Irish in London, Andrew Pollard is a well-respected man - well into the autumn of his years and secure in his self-made wealth.The days grow short, as the song says, but there's still time enough for a new wife. Nancy is young enough to be his daughter and pretty enough to turn any man's head. It's an old man's fancy, but more than enough to raise a storm of scandal...